My three year old declared today that we need a new house. I asked him why he thought that and his response was simply,
“Sometimes our house is a mess.”
Obviously that’s not true. I am a domestic goddess and our house is never a mess.
Okay, admittedly sometimes our house is a mess. It’s clean (thanks to weekly help) but it can be a big mess. Usually between the hours of seven in the morning and seven in the evening when there are three messy munchkins up and about.
So, anyway, to escape the mess (which I add he is at least a third responsible for if not more) his solution was to get a new house.
Then he added,
“We can take our house apart and then take it to France and put it back together again.”
So, from what I gather, if we lived in France our house wouldn’t be a mess, and it’s not our house per se he takes offence to.
So there you have it, my three year old relocation specialist. Those of us living abroad have been making things much harder for ourselves than we need to. Remember these wise words next time you have to relocate.
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